This morning, Luis and I went out to breakfast with our neighbor Kyle; also known - by Luis - as Mr. Pyle. (Diego is in Melbourne for a long weekend with FIT friends.) Kyle invited us out, I suspect, to offer a nice diversion for me and was even willing to go at 7:45a. We've got some GREAT neighbors.
When we got home, I told Kyle that I was hoping to (finally) get around to setting up Luis's sandbox in the base of the fort/swing set. Kyle suggested that we just get right back into the car and go get it; offering to help me carry those FIFTY POUND bags of sand. How could I turn down such an offer?
About an hour later, and after loading 450 lbs of sand onto a cart, into the car, out of the car, and into the sandbox - Luis was already pushing his trucks around in the sandbox.
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